One Summer in Santa Fe - By Molly Evans Page 0,29

to her. The sight of her in his shirt stirred him deeply, as if in the wearing it had marked her as his.

Easing her down, he pulled her tight into his lap and stood, his breath coming hard and fast. “I think our ten minutes is about up.”

Nodding, she clung to him as he climbed over the edge of the tub and lay down with her on the wooden deck. Mindful of her back, he rolled with her until she lay on top of him, and he fit her comfortably to his body. Panting, Taylor sought her sensitive neck with his mouth while his hands held her hips pressed to his.

“Taylor, someone’s going to see us.” She tried to pull back, but he held on to her.

“No, they won’t. That’s why I built very high fences.”

Raising herself up to verify his statement, she exposed her front. Ever one to take advantage of a situation, he scooped a nipple into his mouth and pulled until her attention refocused on him.

Overcome by Taylor’s touch, the heat of him and the needs of her body, Piper lowered herself closer to Taylor, unable to stifle the groan of pure sensation in her throat. She pressed her hips forward, touching her delicate femininity against the heat and bold hardness of him. Ultimate aphrodisiac indeed.

Hands trembling with need, Taylor cupped her face and ravished her lips, then pulled back, resting his forehead against hers, his breath harsh in his throat. “Piper, I want to make love to you. Right now. Right here.” He panted. “I need to make love to you. Now.” He cupped his hands around her face, pulling her as close as possible, spreading kisses all over her skin.

“Yes.” For her, there was no other answer. Ever since she’d met Taylor, she’d felt as if she were moving to this place and time with him. There was no wrong or right, there just was.

“Are you on birth control?” God, he hoped so, because he didn’t want to move from this delicious spot with her weight pressing on him making him feel more alive than he’d felt in a long time. She was beautiful and funny, and he wanted her with everything in him.

“Yes. The five-year implant.” Nodding eagerly, she pulled his mouth back to hers. Seconds later, Taylor had divested her of her panties and his hands were firm on her hips. “I have to tell you I don’t do this often. I’m not promiscuous.”

“You may have heard otherwise, but neither am I. I’m clean. Look at me,” he said, and paused until Piper raised her face.

With his eyes firmly locked on hers, he pulled Piper’s body down over his erection. As every part of him joined with her, her moist flesh encased him, and her eyes closed. She was delicate and firm around him, and he eased gently inside her until he could go no further. Every inch forward was a sweet torture.

“Oh,” she whispered, and clutched his arms. “Oh, my. Taylor.” Every word she breathed against his skin urged him on, and the beat of his heart raced. She wasn’t someone who made love often as evidenced by the feel of her body against his. Something inside Taylor popped, something in his chest opened up. Something he hadn’t realized had been closed off from his emotions until now. Being with Piper freed him.

The feel of Piper surrounding him released the chains that had held his heart closed for too long. With his hands on her hips, he began to move, urging her hips forward and back until she cried for release. She clung to him, her voice soft in his ears, and he quickened the pace between them.

Every move Taylor made took Piper closer to the edge of paradise. He was strong and commanding, his body hard and masculine beneath her. Hands tender on her skin, he sought to please her, and she gasped as the feelings surging within her built to a crescendo. Release was a second away, and she dug her fingers into Taylor’s shoulders as instinct took over, and she gave her body free rein. With another powerful move from Taylor, Piper’s body rocked. She cried out, helpless in Taylor’s arms as pulses of pleasure shot through her, and her body tightened around Taylor’s flesh.

Control was something he never lost, but at that moment he saw no need for it. The strong pulses of Piper’s body took Taylor over the edge, and he bucked beneath her, losing himself to